Cassie tiptoed cautiously out of the lilacs and zoomed into the house. She retreated under the table and stayed there for some time.

A few moments later, Sirius, our boy cat – who had clearly been further away at the time of the Big Bang – dashed into the kitchen, panting and wild-eyed. His panicked gaze fell upon his food bowl and we could see him thinking: This might be my last meal! Better make it a good one! Rushing over, he started cramming cat biscuits into his mouth like a man in a pie-eating competition.

The pair of them still look suspiciously over their shoulders when they go outside.

Holy Cow!!! That was a fun video to watch -- is, er was, the building very far from you? Wouldn't you hate to live in those little buildings right next door? What a dusty mess they must have had to clean up -- guess I shouldn't complain when I can write my name in the furniture -- at least it takes weeks and weeks for mine to get that way -- not just a minute!

That building was an eyesore - used to get the bus past it everyday for years, but not so much of an eyesore as the varicose vein flats down in Granton opposite Scottish Gas. They were so awful that you couldn't help but marvel. I wish I had got some photos of them before they were demolished.

I hate seeing that kind of thing. Those buildings didn't look so old. Unless they were structurally unsound, it is such an awful waste of resources to destroy buildings just to rebuild something more modern. Sorry if you think I'm a killjoy, but wars and natural disasters do enough destruction without this kind of thing going on. Yeah I know it happens all the time, but that doesn't make it right.

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I'm a retired English teacher and live with my retired accountant husband in Edinburgh. We are cat people - sadly, now without cats. I enjoy reading, gardening, singing, walking and – obviously – blogging. I'm also trying, as a retirement project, to learn to play the piano; and have dipped my toe into the world of quilting. Our children, all married, are: Daughter 1, the mother of the adorable Grandson and Granddaughter, who lives in Edinburgh; Daughter 2, who lives (too far away) in London; and Son, who lives about an hour to the north.
Because both of my parents have sadly died in the last few years, I am very conscious that time is passing and would prefer not to fritter my time away. I don't always succeed in this aim, especially while on the internet... .